Shenanigans!

[phaselocknroll]

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[nostalgiabomb]

Well, it'll be rough going in the mountains if we don't have the supplies for it. We could try to tough it out without it, I suppose.

[phaselocknroll]

We could see if the previous owners of this place left anything around and go from there.

We'd lose a lot of ground doubling back.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He glances around at the room, at the fine layer of dust coating everything, and he can't help a slightly dubious look. ]

Guess it's a good thing only one of us really has to eat.

[phaselocknroll]

You say that as though there's not still game to be found.

[nostalgiabomb]

But that requires work.

[ At least he hasn't completely lost his sense of humor today. ]

[phaselocknroll]

You poor thing. I can carry you up the mountain if you want.

[nostalgiabomb]

Pretty sure you've carried my ass enough lately. Not that I don't appreciate it, but I'm pretty sure these past few days are going to leave a serious dent on my self-worth.

[phaselocknroll]

[ She plants a quick kiss on the corner of his mouth ] You know I'll carry you whenever you need it.

In the literal and the metaphorical sense.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He smiles as she pulls away. This is-- new. Good new. It's weird knowing he has someone he can trust. ]

Yeah, I know. More than happy to let you be the brawn in this relationship. And the brains. And the beauty.

I guess I'll be moral and emotional support or something.

[phaselocknroll]

Goodness me, that's an awful lot of pressure. I hope I can measure up to your expectations.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He pumps a fist half-heartedly. ] Hurrah.

See? We're doing well.

[phaselocknroll]

[ She laughs a little ]

Well, shall the Brawn go out looking for something to eat, then?

[nostalgiabomb]

Yeah, I'll come with you and, I don't know, praise you on a job well done. Maybe I'll manage to catch something, too. Like a beetle or a slug.

[ He would move to get up, except-- she is on his lap. And-- she is on his lap. She's on his lap, and it's just now sinking in. ]

[phaselocknroll]

[ She had a smart-ass reply to that, but then he sort of freezes up and she can't make sense of what she's feeling from him and just sort of blinks ]

Peter?

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He blinks a couple times, and his cheeks are definitely a little redder. If Maya isn't making a big deal of it, then he totally won't either, but when he speaks, his voice is a little choked and a half-octave higher than normal. ]

It's, uh. It's nothing. But-- we should probably head out before we lose the daylight.

[phaselocknroll]

[ Oh, no. He's definitely embarrassed. She gets it now. ]

Come on. What is it?

[nostalgiabomb]

[ Not squirming. Nope. No squirming here, because he's stopping himself out of sheer force of will. But he absolutely does go redder. ]

Nothing! Really! Come on, there's hardly any light out there as it is with the storm, and if we wait too long you'll hardly be able to see your hand in front of your lap.

[ -- oops. ] Face! I meant face. Hand in front of your face.

[phaselocknroll]

[ She gives him a blank stare as she tries to puzzle that little slip out.

Aaaand then it clicks ] You are... flustered because I'm in your lap?

[nostalgiabomb]

[ Too quickly: ] Pssh. No, why would you think that?

[phaselocknroll]

[ She counts them off on her fingers as she goes: ] You've turned bright red, you said "lap" instead of "face".

Oh, and also I can feel what you're feeling.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ -- god damn you, special bond. But now that the jig is up, he lets his gaze wander off the side. ]

I'm new at this stuff, okay?

[phaselocknroll]

At... what, precisely? Relationship stuff or having-someone-in-your-lap stuff?

[nostalgiabomb]

[ Again, no hesitation: ] Yes.

[phaselocknroll]

Well, I can get off of your lap easily enough.

I'm afraid you're stuck with me on the other aspect though.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He ventures a hesitant little smile at that. ] Totally find with that.

Just-- kinda need adjust to the idea of the first, I guess.